Dancing in the moonlight with Satans Angels in my dreams
I think and wonder what this means.
There are no clues not one lead
I've been summoned to fulfill their every need.
To be punished with their disdain
And to leave me through my pain.
As I stare upon their glare,I become induced.
From the sweet scent of their sweat,I become seduced.
For their darkest,most sinful sexual fantasies,I am abused.
From their lust that oozes and drips,...drips from their lips, I am subdued.
By their hypnotic quivering climax,I am consumed,....
....Comletely.
Written by;W.J.Gerhardtπ
- Author: W.J.G.π (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: December 1st, 2021 13:03
- Comment from author about the poem: Once again I step out of my comfort zone. Hope you enjoy πβοΈπ
- Category: Erotic
- Views: 22
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